"How about audio?" Brian suggested.After cooling down Tom went downstairs to find his wife sleeping on the couch. Her mature body looked so beautiful ...stretched out on the fluffy sofa. Tom shook off the thought of that sexy body clinging to his son like a sex-crazed a****l. "Jen, you coming to bed honey?" Tom asked."Is that okay...or should I get your permission first?" she said sarcastically."Look babe, I'm just really confused by all this. I'm just trying to sort things out," Tom said."Well. To tell you the truth, you guessed right. I am quite nervous about the whole sex thing. I don’t want to be bad at it. I just think that if I hold off for a bit and spend time with him then I’ll be able to work it out. I don’t want him to feel that he has to do all the leg work. God, I just feel a bit inadequate. Mia xo P.S. He’s not fucking Hispanic. Romanos is Greek you muppet! ­­_____ To: Mia Daly From: Frankie Jones Date: 12/01/2011 (18.21 GMT) Subject: Chin-up! Right you, don’t get. She wasn't sure about anything John had in mind, but didn't dare say so. Inside she struggled with what she was about to do as her son lead her upstairs."This is wrong... oh so wrong! I shouldn't let him... Not my own son... I can't fuck my own little baby boy..." Why not?" was all the small voice inside her head said in response.She had repressed her sexual desires for years, and now they were breaking free. The small moral part of Janice Monroe that was left, was waging a losing battle to the. Aap sb imagine kijiye j daya khule baalon mein koi sex goddess se kam nhi dikhegi. Thn jetha uske boobs dbane lg jata hai. Wo garam hokar bolti hai:Daya: ab utar bhi dijiye na?Jetha: utarta hu. Jra masal to lene de.Daya: uieee maa main to mar gyi.Jetha lal daya ke blouse ki hooks khol deta hai. Fir uska blouse utar kr door fenk deta hai. Edhr daya bhi poore mood mein aakr jetha ki muth mar rhi hai. Jehta apni charam seema pr paunch jata hai. Aur apna lund daya k ahth se chudwa leta hai aur fir.